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On falcon wings I fly so far.

To the mountain peaks of Mor.

To seas of blue. To seas of green.

From the land of fire, back home to my king.

Fly like a falcon. Glide far, upon high.

Feeling the wind and sun in the sky.

Fly like a falcon. Glide far, upon high.

Over lush fields; the river’s my guide.

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This is a song Cáel chooses to sing, when introducing his friend to the lute. A translated Dermite song, about exploring the world of Gaitan.